Can't Sleep

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-Music is the color on the paintbrush of life. It beautifully shades our perception of the world with wonderful, broad, sweeping strokes.

-True love is an absolutely incredible thing. I desperately want to recapture some of my naiveté. I want to look at someone and say, "You are the reason the sun shines." I want to believe her, whoever she is, believe her all the way down to my core when she tells me, "Every passing minute is another chance to turn it all around."

Good quote, Kerouac: "...the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everyone goes "Awww!""

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